It’s getting harder and harder to fight the urge to transmute my clothes into Atomstar’s uniform / change at superspeed into Swashbuckler’s costume, swap my clothes for Paradox’s garb / pull out Dr Radiation’s costume from where I store it in myself moving my clothes into that same pattern buffer in my mind / etc…

When I was in my early 20’s, I was hanging out in my apartment one night when my mother called. A friend of her’s was in trouble–vomiting, but she couldn’t stop.

She called for my help. I was dressed and out the door a minute later.

I picked my mother up, we went to the nearest drug store. I was able to find an industrial-strength anti-emetic, and from there we went to the woman’s house.

She was elderly, and by the time we got there she was vomiting up blood. We got her to take the medicine, and I monitored her dosage and made sure she didn’t miss a single one. I work in IT, but the woman said she thought I would have made a good doctor.

By the time her family arrived, she had stopped throwing up and felt well enough for her family to drive her to the hospital.

I and my mother drove home in silence, but it wasn’t a bad silence. I found out later that it had been some kind of stomach ulcer, and that if we hadn’t been there…it’s still too ugly to think about. But that ride home, I felt a very odd but powerful feeling.

For that night, me and my mother had been heroes. I felt…above myself, like I had risen above my penny-ante life any my minimum-wage job, defeated my own shortcomings, and had acted boldly, decisively, and DECENTLY. I think it’s the best feeling I’ve ever felt, as great as I felt when I fell in love.

I don’t think I’ve had another moment like that in my life, but I am glad that when the moment came that I could help someone, I did what I should have done. I hope everyone who reads this has at least one chance like that, and acted heroically.

All Politics is about longterm Planning and compromises as those planes will inevitably conflict.

Considering they just have 7 years of war behind them, they propably did not want to start a new fight. Especially not with beings capable of interstellar travel (wich needs some pretty ridiculous power sources).
So they elected to at least give peace a shoot.

Being aske for help? That was indeed unexpected and will have plenty of room for disagreements over longterm plans.

An interesting opening, with a theme similar to Gordon R. Dickson’s “Way of the Pilgrim” in some respects, which is still one of my all-time favorite novels. I don’t want to give away any spoilers for those who haven’t read it, so I’ll leave it at that for now.

This feels kinda weird to me, two of my worldbuilding projects are pretty similar to Andromeda X, one is a superhero-filled alternative future, the other is a spec-fi alien invasion scenario. You’ve managed to mix both of these concepts, and I’m pretty sure you’ve done it better than I ever could.

I played in a game that started ut in some ways similar to this, although it was actually conceived of as a spin on “V”, with the Alien Resistance coming to us and asking for help defeating the seemingly benevolent aliens that had shown up a few months prior and befriended the Earth, providing defensive technology, wiping out diseases, and introducing techniques to increase food production by an order of magnitude while side effects of some of their technologies seemed to be speeding up our evolution into super-soldiers…